Day 3 of Colorado adventure: "Much-Closer-to-sea-level lungs Meet sparsely oxygenated mountain air"
Far better today...12 meandering miles of the "where might this road go?" variety, under glorious sunshine. Sodden rock-soup roads of yesterday have blessedly reverted to (mostly) solid status. Paused to hike upward, sit on a flat rock, look around in awe and inhale sweetly intense pervasive pine-scent (fragrance molecules of which apparently occupy much of the atmospheric space vacated by purportedly superfluous oxygen at this altitude (-;)
Success: Another ride without requiring resuscitation, supplemental O2, or paramedic intervention of any sort. (-;
(Although in lieu of lungs I am still visualizing dried-out, stuck-together balloons which have lost crucial elasticity and resist inflating properly when pedaling UP.)
"Home" ahead of rapidly approaching wall of purple-black clouds, dropping temps, rising winds, and rumbling thunder of (predictably) pending afternoon storm.
Life is GOOD...Enjoy the Rides!
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